Extra long chapter.
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"Don't be sad, Daniel. Celebrate the day for her. I know it reminds you of her, but its the day you two were born. Isn't that special enough?"

"I don't know, Amy. It hurts to celebrate my birthday without her at my side." He sniffled.

"She'll always be at your side, Dan. Just look at the sky and wish her on the special day." I said, hugging him as he buried his head into my shoulder.

"We will celebrate your birthday." I muttered while he just nodded. His sobs and sniffles continued for a long time, until they died down and I could just hear soft snores.

Slowly, I shifted away from him and got up. Tears started falling from my eyes as soon as I looked at Daniel's tear streaked face.

I got out of the room only to bump into Lorenzo.

"What happened?" He whispered.

"Daniel is sad." I said simply. Lorenzo knew not to ask questions.

He nodded and looked into the room.
"You can come to me, if I can help in any way." He said, looking at me with hope.

"It's upto Daniel. If he's ready, he'll definitely talk to you about it." I sighed.

Lorenzo nodded, with a worried expression on his face.

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3 weeks later.

Ugh.

"What is it, Ashton?" I asked, annoyed by him bothering me.

"You're not giving me the attention I need." He said, smirking at me.

We were walking through the hallways with him following me everywhere. I have been ignoring him since Daniel's Birthday, because he wasn't paying attention to me.

"Go ask that girl you were flirting with, since you saw her at Daniel's birthday party. She'll give you attention." I gritted my teeth.

"Oh. So you're ignoring me because of her. Her name's Claire, by the way and I'm not flirting with her, she doesn't leave me alone." He said, with a smirk.

"I don't give a flying eff, about her name." I gritted, still not looking at him.

"Hey, Baby." I heard the most annoying voice. That high pitched, annoying human female. I'm going to throw a brick at her empty head.

"Claire." Ashton acknowledged her.

"What are you doing with her?" She asked, looking at Ashton sadly.

"She's my best friend, Claire. Childhood s-" He cleared his throat. "Childhood best friend, to be exact. I'm supposed to be with her all the time."

"But I'm your girlfriend." She whined. I glared at her.

"I didn't say yes, Claire. I told you we can not be more than friends." Ashton said firmly.

I smirked. No way in hell will he choose someone over me and that is possible the other way around too.

''But I thought you liked me. I've been following you for three weeks." She said, with tears in her eyes, but a murderous look on her face.

"I think I'm invading your privacy. I gotta go." I said, awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck and turned around.

Ashton yanked me back to him by the back of my hoodie.

"Stay right here." He ordered. I just gulped and stayed glued to the place.

"And I've been telling you I already like someone." He said, not giving away any emotion.

"And who's that? What does she have that I don't?" Claire almost yelled.

I wanna know that, too.

Who's the lucky girl?

Ashton fell silent. I just stood there with my arm in Ashton's hold, looking back and forth between them. Ashton glanced at me shortly, before smirking.

"My childhood best friend. And she has everything." He said, smirking a little, when Claire started glaring at my flustered self.

Ashton just threw me under the bus.

What the fuck is this bitch high on?

"What?" She yelled, glaring at me. I stood up straight and gave her my signature cold look, which could make any man tremble in his boots.

"I'd back off, if I were you Claire." Ashton warned.

"No. Don't tell me to back off. This bitch can't take away what's mine." Claire yelled, looking at me with a murderous look in her eyes.

"You say one more word against me and see what I do." I threatened, taking a step closer to her.

"I think, he made it clear, he likes someone." I said. "So you can leave him alone now."

She just stood there looking horrified yet angry.

"You're not even that good. You don't deserve him." She said. I was getting really angry now.

"Amelia.." Ashton began before I silenced him by raising my hand.

"Yeah! I'm not that good. That's why he likes me and not you." I said, sarcastically, smirking when I saw her expressions.

"I'm not leaving him alone. I don't believe you. You don't act like a couple." She said crossing her arms stubbornly.

"You will regret not leaving him alone." I said while lifting my hoodie up a little, to show my gun and daggers. Her eyes went wide and she froze.

I bent down to whisper in her ear.
"I don't want to see you anywhere near Ashton, or you'll regret it."

I think I was getting perfectly into the role. Because I could feel, it was my jealousy that was speaking.

Claire stumbled back and scurried away.

End of the drama.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed. I don't know why. I was enjoying the role, I guess.

"Bitch. Next time you throw me in front of these girls, saying you like me, I'll kill you before you even blink." I threatened. Ashton looked like he's holding back. He had a sad look in his eyes.

"What?" I asked, confused why he was sad. I just helped him get rid of a bitch.

"Nothing." He said, looking away.

"Why were you ignoring me?" He asked. I froze.

I was actually jealous he was flirting with Claire, the whole time. I wasn't getting the attention I need.

"You were paying more attention to Claire and ignoring me." I said. Ashton smirked, while looking down at me.

"So you were jealous." He said, taking a step closer. I backed away a little.

"I'm just possessive for you." I shrugged. He was about to say something but was interrupted.

"Um.. Hey. Ashton." The girl called out, gaining his attention. Ashton looked at her blankly.

"I wanted to ask, if I could get your number? I just got to know about you and clair not being a couple?" She asked. I looked at her, up and down. She wore a pretty dress and had makeup on. Looked like another classic bitch.

"No." I gritted. Ashton looked back at me over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

"And who are you?" She mocked me.

My hands twitched.
"His girlfriend." I smirked evilly at the expressions on her face.

I moved to stand beside Ashton.
"W-What?" She stammered, with wide eyes and a disbelieving look on her face.

"You can't be. You're a tomboy. How could he like you?" She said, looking at me with disgust. Ashton clenched his jaw.

"Because she's better than you." He said simply.

"She's not." She snapped angrily. "She doesn't have anything. Look at me then look at her." She yelled angrily.

Ashton didn't avert his gaze and kept looking at her blankly.

I did. She had a perfect body. She was neither too tall nor too short. She looked stunning in the outfit. But me? I was wearing the same baggy clothes. A hoodie and a sweatpants.

She was right probably. How could someone love me?

But this was Ashton we were talking about and I can't doubt his love for me.

"She's still better than you." Ashton stated, before I took the matter in my hands.

"Listen here and listen clearly. I don't want a bitch lurking around my boyfriend. So you better stay away from him. If I see you anywhere near him..." I threatened. She smirked.

"You don't even act like a couple. I could believe Claire, claiming to be with him, but you?" She looked me up and down.

"What does he do for his 'girlfriend'?" She said, emphasizing girlfriend.

"Bro-hug you? Play video games with you?" She continued. "He doesn't even treat you like he treats other girls."

I was getting very angry now.

"You wanna know what he does for me?" I growled, finding it hard to keep my anger in control.

Third POV.

She was right. Ashton didn't treat Amelia like he treats any girl. He wasn't sweet with her. But that didn't mean, he didn't love her.

She had his heart, but she didn't know it.

"You wanna know what he does for me?" Amelia growled. Ashton was a little lost, feeling guilty. He never succeeded in throwing hints her way. But he couldn't get himself to outright flirt with his childhood best friend, either.

Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, Amelia grabbed the collar of Ashton's shirt. Ashton looked at her in surprise.

What'd he do?

As soon as he turned his head towards her, pulled him down closer to her and leaned in.

Amelia closed her eyes, while Ashton's eyes remained as wide as saucers, looking at her in shock.

The girl was beyond shocked. She didn't expect her to be this bold. She scurried away quickly.

Now Amelia and Ashton were alone in the hallway.

Amelia was enjoying it. She had her eyes closed, her heart beating fast and blood rushed to her face. She didn't think about what she was doing. It just happened.

As for Ashton. He was still shocked. He couldn't believe what was happening.

Amelia was kissing him.

And he felt like a million fireballs were dancing inside him.

She pulled away reluctantly, trying to get her breathing in control.

He stood up straight, his mouth slightly open and stared at Amelia, who was taking deep breaths and staring at the ground with a dreamy smile on her face.

Ashton unconsciously, touched his fingers to his lips, still unable to believe it.

He shook his head and gained his composure. Happiness flowed through him as he finally came back to his senses. He wanted to dance.

'Wait! What the fuck did I do?'
Amelia finally realised what she did out of anger. She looked back at Ashton, with wide eyes and shock written on her face.

She looked away, not being able to look at her best friend now.

This was so awkward.

Ashton saw her getting flustered. She looked down and started backing away. She took small steps away from him.

"I-I.." She stammered, still not looking at him. She took a deep breath.

How could she look him in the eyes now?

She probably stole his first kiss.

These were the thoughts going through her head.

Ashton stood there, frozen with a huge smile on his face.

Amelia thought he was angry. She just stood there looking down, ashamed.

Ashton started taking slow steps towards her.

Amelia was terrified to say the least. She was already preparing to face his anger.

And honestly, she was as afraid of Ashton's anger as she was of Daniel's.

Ashton stopped before her. She kept looking down, not daring to meet his angry glare.

Ashton adored her. She looked so cute when she acted this way.

"I'm sorry." She stuttered.

Ashton simply grabbed her face in his large hand, squishing it, making her lips poke out, adorably. She looked like Tweety.

He raised her head and made her look at him. Amelia had her eyes closed tightly and her face scrunched up, awaiting whatever she was imagining, he'll do.

He leaned in. His eyes closed, while Amelia's opened wide in shock.

She was not having butterflies in her stomach, she had dragons.

"Close your eyes." Ashton said softly, pulling away for a while.

Amelia did immediately, when he leaned in again.

It felt like there were fireworks inside her.

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